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Late Night Movies (chapter 9)

Date: 11/5/2014, Categories: First Time, Group Sex, Taboo, Author: oregazm, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

hurt?” I asked. This was a sincere question ever since the moaning I heard while watching the act. I often wondered if they liked it or not. Was sex something that was had and enjoyed by one person and given to the other? “It CAN, Bud but not if you’re doing it right.” Daddy said with a chuckle, mommy laughed too and Chris smiled. “Sometimes the hurt can be good, and some people are into that. But you should never be f***ed to do something you don’t WANT to do.” He said and everyone nodded with approval so I followed in turn. “Some people actually LIKE to be hurt and it can be fun for them. But if it’s ever not fun for YOU, then you say your name…” I drove toward the green where there balls laid and Daddy ran his fingers down my back again and over my little asscheeks. I swerved a bit while distracted and he laughed. “So if at any point… anyone is doing anything you don’t want to do…” I felt his cock slap against the middle of my back. “What do you do?” “I say my…” I started, “Do I say ‘Robbie’ or ‘Robert’?” I asked sincerely. “Either will do Bud.” I felt him slap it several times and felt a bit of wetness as well. He smeared it in with the tip and I continued to drive. I looked over to see mommy looking towards him, smiling and spreading her legs slightly. Her large bush still kept me from seeing much of anything down there and I pulled up next to the green. Daddy continued on as he putted in, “There are a LOT of things SOME people are into. You’ll hear other people call ... them nasty or bad. You’ll never know until you try. Some things that seem nasty and dirty are a lot of fun, some things are just gross. Until you try you, you really have no right saying either way. Other people say so without trying but they’re judgmental and that is NOT how WE are. If we don’t like something, we simply don’t have to do it. There is no sense in judging people, Robbie. Or doing ANY negative for that matter. If you’ve got nothing good to say then shut the fuck up.” He said as he looked to my mom and she beamed. “That’s right.” She added, walking toward my father. “A lot of people focus on what’s bad or what OTHER people are doing. Do what feels right for YOU honey. Even some things that WE like… you might not be into. It’s okay.” She leaned in and kissed Daddy on the cheek and they both smiled. Chris putted in and we headed back toward the cart. “There are countless kinds of people in this world, Robbie.” My dad started, “There are ‘masters’… there are ‘sluts’…” and with this he slapped my mother’s ass so hard it echoed throughout the valley. She whimpered, her face blushing a bit but then smiled brightly. “There are prudes and there are libertines… It’s up to you. YOU choose what YOU want to be. We just want to show you what OUR beliefs are and you can take what you will.” “What are WE, Daddy?” I asked timidly. “Well there is no title for me… Often I enjoy being the master, but occasionally I like to serve. Your br other is a master, through and through.” He ...